reborn as a wolf

Chapter 58: Devastated

Jingyangpo.

Ye Shaoqing and Ye Yingxiu did not choose to take the official road, but chose a path full of thorns. Looking at the familiar environment, Ye Shaoqing had an ominous premonition.

The last time I took a carriage to Jingzhou City, I was ambushed here and met the little Taoist priest and the gray wolf. Now that I had escaped from Jingzhou City and arrived here again, Ye Shaoqing was a little moved by the scene. He didn't know whether the blue-robed old housekeeper was alive or dead, and whether he could survive.

Resist the wave of men in black.

Sure enough, the purple shirt couldn't hide the happy couple, a pair of naked jade feet were dangling on the tree, looking at Ye Shaoqing and Ye Yingxiu with a sweet smile, and said sweetly: "Sure enough, I guessed it right, leave.

From the south gate of Jingzhou City, you can either take the official road or take the small road through Jingyang Slope. The slave family has been waiting for a long time."

At this time, a fat man with a big belly walked out from behind Ye Shaoqing and Ye Yingxiu, walking calmly with a smile on his face.

They were surrounded.

"Run, why don't you run? Can't you run anymore?" Smiling Tiger said with a smile on his face, and said very proudly: "Little girl, let me finally catch you, hand over the "Qi Entraining Technique", maybe I can still

I can keep your whole body, otherwise I will do it myself and rape you first and then kill you."

Ye Shaoqing forced himself to calm down and scolded: "Smiling Tiger, aren't you afraid that the immortal master who married my second sister will come back and take your head?"

"Immortal Master?" The Smiling Tiger sneered at this, spread out his palms, and stretched out his hands and said: "Bring it here, I don't know where the Immortal Master is practicing in seclusion at this time. When the Immortal Master comes out, I will also be a cultivator. Who can

It’s not certain who to kill.”

Ye Yingxiu took out the slightly warm thread-bound book from her arms and said: "There are two of you, and there is only one copy of "Qi-Inducing Jue". Who should I give it to?"

Meng Wanwan, the demon sect's sorceress, held her cheek and said delicately: "Haha, little girl, my sister is very clear about your little calculation. I'm afraid your idea of ​​inciting an internal fight between the two of us has failed. You give it to him.

, give it to me, you can."

Ye Yingxiu and Ye Shaoqing looked at each other, and then Ye Yingxiu fiercely threw the "Qi-Entraining Technique" in her hand high into the air, turned around and ran away. The Smiling Tiger and the demon sect witch Meng Wanwan simultaneously flicked the "Qi-Inducing Technique" into the air.

At this time, a sudden change occurred.

Under the rotten leaves accumulated by dead branches, a white-robed man dressed as a scholar suddenly shot out. It was the fatal scholar who took the "Qi-Entraining Technique" into his hands first. He was very anxious to castrate.

He quickly turned 720 degrees in the air, avoiding the pair of meat palms of the Smiling Tiger and the purple sword of the demon witch. He laughed loudly, spun to the ground, performed top-notch Qinggong, and quickly escaped.

"Chase."

The smiling tiger's ever-present smile finally dissipated, and he became extremely angry. "The geese pecked me blind all day long."

Meng Wanwan, the demon sect's enchantress, had a pretty face with a frosty face, and she was very angry in her heart. She worked so hard in vain, making wedding clothes for others, how could she just let it go?

No one paid any attention to the two siblings Ye Shaoqing and Ye Yingxiu who were on the run.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh."

A short and rapid sound of a concealed weapon suddenly hit the scholar who was running wildly. The ecstasy on the scholar's face had not faded, and he was hit by three silver needles. His face turned purple, and he wriggled his lips and said: "Peacock"

Damn it, the sky is filled with flowers, Tang Tianyou, you are really good at calculating."

After saying that, the scholar died.

A man in black clothes and white gloves sneered and picked up the cultivation technique "Qi Entraining Technique" that the deadly scholar was holding tightly. He pulled it several times without pulling it out. He saw the Smiling Tiger and the Demon Cult Witch.

Meng Wanwan was getting closer and closer, and she quickly threw a large number of flying knives at the two of them. She took out a dagger and severely cut off the life-threatening scholar's right hand, which was clutching the cultivation technique "Qi-Entraining Technique".

The severed hand took advantage of the Smiling Tiger and Demon Cult Demon Girl Meng Wanwan's ability to dodge the flying knives and flew to the northwest.

Chu Xiaotian appeared unhurriedly in the northwest direction with the Blood Crazy Sword on his back, a cruel smile on his lips, holding the Blood Crazy Sword with both hands at the same time, silently practicing the "One Sword Starting Technique", there was no wind and cloud

There was no change of color, no flying sand or rocks, and even the hem of Chu Xiaotian's clothes did not shake. There was only a soundless and breathless sword light that cut down quickly and brilliantly.

Before Tang Tianyou understood what was going on, he was suddenly cut in half from head to toe and his body was left lying in the wilderness. Chu Xiaotian was not in a hurry to pick up the cultivation technique "Qi Entraining Technique", but faced the southeast direction.

He shouted: "Old Taoist Qingxu, come out, don't hide. Let's work together to solve the Smiling Tiger and the Devil Cult Demon Girl. How about we divide it up? Besides, Old Taoist, you were once a Taoist sect, so this book of cultivation skills Chu is enough."

, If there are still some confusions, I would like to ask the old Taoist for some pointers."

"Haha, Brother Chu is being polite, but the old Taoist is disrespectful." Taoist Master Qingxu smoothed his long beard with his hands, but he didn't know how to use Qinggong. He took a few steps and surpassed the Smiling Tiger and the demon sect witch Meng Wanwan who were chasing after him, and picked up the

The Cultivation Technique "Qi-Inducing Technique" held in the bloody hand secretly transported the internal energy. With a slight shock, the bloody hand turned into powder, but the Cultivation Technique "Qi-Inducing Technique" was not damaged at all.

With this move alone, he was able to defeat the Smiling Tiger and the demon sect witch Meng Wanwan who caught up behind him.

There are also different levels of first-level realms. For example, Taoist Priest Qingxu and Blood Crazy Sword Chu Xiaotian are at the peak of first-level, while Smiling Tiger and Demonic Demon Girl Meng Wanwan are in the middle of first-level, and the blue-robed elder who was originally among the top ten in the world's martial arts rankings

The housekeeper is the early stage of the first rank.

This is also the fundamental reason why the Smiling Tiger teamed up with the demon sect's witch. If the two of them faced off against one of them, Taoist Priest Qingxu or Chu Xiaotian, the Blood Crazy Swordsman, if the two of them worked together, not to mention killing one of them,

But there is no doubt about escaping, but now that Taoist Master Qingxu and Blood Mad Saber Chu Xiaotian have joined forces, they have no chance.

what to do?

The wages of avarice is death.

The Smiling Tiger and the demon sect witch Meng Wanwan looked at each other, and instead of retreating, they summoned up all their inner strength and made a desperate move, intending to work together to kill Taoist Priest Qingxu, who was ranked fifth on the martial arts list, and then deal with Chu Xiaotian, who was fourth on the martial arts list.

"snort."

The old Taoist Qingxu ignored the Smiling Tiger's fleshy palms and the purple sword in the hands of the demon sect witch Meng Wanwan. He lightly drew Tai Chi circles with his hands, then relieved the strength of the two of them, and used the strength of the force to transfer the strength of the two.

Together, the Smiling Tiger and the demon sect witch Meng Wanwan only met each other, and then each suffered some slight injuries and fell back.

Make a decision.

Taoist Priest Qingxu winked at the Crazy Blood Sword, meaning that one person would deal with each one, so as to avoid a long night and many dreams. At this time, a joking voice sounded from Ge Di, Taoist Priest Qingxu and Chu Xiaotian suddenly changed their expressions. Someone was so dependent on them.

It was so close that they didn't notice it.

Could it be one of the top three on the martial arts list?

"hehe."

Tang Hui fell from the sky, folded his hands in front of his chest, and looked at the top ten martial arts rankings occupying the four directions of the southeast, northwest and northwest in a joking manner. He shook his head slightly and sighed: "How can a mere "Qi-Entraining Technique" cause such an uproar##

#, it was really unexpected by Tang."

"Boy, who are you?" Chu Xiaotian's face was as dark as water, and he clenched the Blood Crazy Sword with both hands.

"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is that you dare to hunt down my busty girl, you are all dead." Tang Hui looked at Taoist Qingxu with a sarcastic smile, and made a slight move with his right hand.

, Taoist Priest Qingxu found that he could not grasp the cultivation technique "Qi-Entraining Technique" in his hand.

Old Taoist Qingxu gasped, his face was as pale as paper, his pupils shrank slightly, and he said: "You, you, are you the cultivator who competed in martial arts to find a bride?"

"That's right." Tang Hui put the cultivation technique "Qi-Inducing Technique" into his storage bag, smiled slightly and said, "Now that the thing has returned to its original owner, tell me, which one of you will come up first to die."

"Boy, take Chu's knife first and then talk."

The momentum of Chu Xiaotian, the Blood Mad Saber, was greatly enhanced. The sword energy was winding and twisting, swaying vertically and horizontally, stirring up the whole body's true energy. All of it was poured into the Blood Mad Saber. The originally snow-white long sword began to spread into a red color.

Then the entire blade was filled with blood, turning an unusually bright red. At the same time, Chu Xiaotian's energy also climbed to its peak.

Tang Hui touched his nose nonchalantly, revealing a faint smile. It was light, neither arrogant nor cold-blooded.

"Start with one sword."

Chu Xiaotian shouted suddenly, raised the blood-red blood soul sword with both hands and raised it over his head. The sword's light grew to nearly twenty feet, and he slashed it down at Tang Huili.

The wind and clouds are turbulent, and the earth is shaking.

A huge ravine of nearly 20 feet was torn out of the broken ground in Jingyang, and Tang Hui stepped on the ravine twice, motionless, holding the sword light with one hand as if he was light.

"That's all."

Tang Hui chuckled lightly, exerted a slight force on his palm, and the blade shattered with a "wave" sound like glass.

Chu Xiaotian bent over and gasped for breath, leaning on the knife to support himself on the ground, exhausted.

A five-foot dragon-patterned sword flew out from between Tang Hui's eyebrows. It trembled suddenly. Tang Hui didn't even look back. The Longquan sword shot out instantly and accurately penetrated the vest of the smiling tiger who was escaping in a hurry, nailing a

On the trunk of the towering tree, Ye Shaoqing and Ye Yingxiu were suddenly horrified, their faces as pale as paper, and they quickly stopped walking, not daring to run away again.

The Longquan Sword slowly flew back and hung three feet above Tang Hui's head.

Meng Wanwan, the demon sect's sorceress, quickly stopped quietly retreating, feeling extremely miserable.

Old Taoist Qingxu didn't realize that his hand stroking his long beard had cut off several of his favorite long beards without even realizing it.

At this time, Chu Xiaotian, who was bending over to catch his breath, suddenly noticed a pair of brand new plain blue cloth shoes on his feet. They were made of white cloth and made into a pair of shoes. The soles made of multiple layers were stained with a lot of dust and mud. This made him

Chu Xiaotian felt a trace of regret. He had focused on martial arts in his life and had never had a loving relationship with his children. He and the quiet woman who married into the family had no more than treated each other like guests.

But I don’t know why, with the enemy facing me, life and death on the line, I don’t know why I remembered that night when I was young when I lifted her hijab, and her shy face under the candlelight. After so many years of being in love and being polite, I don’t know when she slowed down.

She slowly became a frost-haired old woman, and she didn't know when she made these shoes with her own hands. The two parted, and took the luggage that was considered a burden.

It would be nice to take the luggage, say her nickname, and say thank you.

In a daze, Chu Xiaotian remembered many past events. When he was in his prime, he carried the Blood Crazy Sword and went to Beihai Emperor Wu City to challenge the best person in the world.

When he left home, she didn't say much, she just smiled gracefully, helped him sort out his clothes carefully, took them to the door, and stood there alone, not waiting for him to look back.

Later, when Chu Xiaotian returned home, he passed her by her door with a cold face. She hesitated to speak, but put on a clean smile, showing no grievance or resentment at all.

In the past, Chu Xiaotian was always unconcerned and inevitably a little gloomy. Why did he find such a dull and boring woman? How could she be worthy of his sword?

This fatal trance should have allowed Chu Xiaotian, who had revealed a flaw, to pierce through his heart with a sword, but instead the flying sword pierced the Smiling Tiger's vest.

In a daze, Chu Xiaotian felt guilty for the first time in his life. He felt that the sword's heart was as clear as glass in an instant.

After exerting all his strength with the sword, Chu Xiaotian, who was originally exhausted, regained his vitality at this moment. Just like a piece of window paper being pierced, Chu Xiaotian unexpectedly broke through the Vajra Realm at this moment, and his skill greatly increased.

But at this moment, Chu Xiaotian didn't feel any joy at becoming a top-notch master.

Chu Xiaotian whispered to himself: "If there is an afterlife, I, Chu Xiaotian, will never let you down."

Chu Xiaotian took off his pair of brand-new plain blue cloth shoes and stepped on the ground covered with dead branches and leaves with his bare feet. Without pulling out the bloody sword that was leaning on the ground, he faced Tang Hui and began to run barefoot.

The last sword is also the sword of the peerless Vajra realm.

Chu Xiaotian himself is a knife.

Chu Xiaotian's clothes and skin seemed to have been cut into pieces by thousands of knives, and his flesh and blood began to blur. However, Chu Xiaotian, who was ranked fourth on the martial arts list, didn't notice it at all. He laughed boldly and flashed a blue rainbow.

Tang Hui twitched the corners of his eyes. Chu Xiaotian's sword actually made him feel a hint of threat in the form of a great demon, but it was just a hint. Tang Hui did not dare to raise his eyebrows, and fired several sword techniques with both hands. Hou Tianling

The Baolongquan Sword followed the trend and faced Chu Xiaotian's sword strike, which was the pinnacle of the Vajra Realm.

Chu Xiaotian's Vajra body collided with the acquired Longquan sword.

The momentum was overwhelming, and the surrounding trees were cut into thousands of pieces by the sword energy and knife energy under the pull of the cold air machine.

Chu Xiaotian suddenly shattered, torn into pieces, and his soul was scattered.

Only that pair of brand-new plain blue cloth shoes seems to silently tell the story of the former No. 4 in the world.

The Longquan Sword circled in the air, shook off the stained blood, and hovered again three feet above Tang Hui's head. The tip of the sword pointed at Qingxu Old Dao.

The old Taoist Qingxu gave a bitter smile and said: "The old Taoist knows that he is no match for the Immortal Master. Can he consider that he is from the same lineage of the Taoist sect and leave a way for the old Taoist to survive?"

Tang Hui shook his head slightly.

Old Taoist Qingxu closed his eyes slightly and murmured: "Master Buhuo took it upon himself to kill the body, so that the whole body could be preserved."

Tang Hui thought for a moment and nodded slightly.

Old Taoist Qingxu raised his right hand, let out a long sigh, then slapped his Tianling Cap with his palm, fell on his back, and died.

Tang Hui turned slightly sideways, looked at the demon sect's enchantress Meng Wanwan, and said in a calm tone: "I am a beautiful lady, but you are a bandit. Now it's your turn."

Meng Wanwan, a demon sect witch, knelt on her knees and said with tears, "I beg the immortal master to spare this little girl's life. The little girl is willing to serve the immortal master for the rest of her life."

Tang Hui touched his chin, walked a few steps towards the direction of Demon Cult Demon Girl Meng Wanwan, came to Demon Cult Demon Girl Meng Wanwan, squatted down, frivolously stretched out his right hand to lift Demon Cult Demon Girl Meng Wanwan's delicate chin, and said:

"Keep your head up."

Meng Wanwan, the demon sect’s sorceress, raised her head slightly pitifully and remained as silent as a cicada. It was such an enchanting look that I felt pity for her.

Tang Hui pursed his lips and said: "You have a good figure, waist, pert hips, long legs, jade feet, and a delicate face. But aunt, no matter how well you take care of yourself, you didn't notice the crow's feet and wrinkles at the corners of your eyes."

Are your breasts sagging?"

Demon Cult Demon Girl Meng Wanwan took the opportunity to look at her chest. At this time, Tang Hui flicked his fingers like a sword, and a bright sword energy directly cut off the Demon Cult Demon Girl Meng Wanwan's snow-white jade neck.

Meng Wanwan, a demon sect witch, has a dazed look on her face, her head separated from her body.

Tang Hui stood up, touched his chin, and said, "I'm not interested in women in their thirties or forties. I prefer cute girls with big breasts."

Behind him, blood flowed out vigorously from the headless corpse.